Witch Will Vandom Novels & Stories

"Take a deep breath. This is a special occasion. Let's finish celebrating with the rest of them. You earned this, boss.” I hesitated for a second, and then nodded, letting Viktor’s hand—which now rested on my shoulder—guide me to my chair to sit down. "You should have seen me!” Wendall yelled, his voice laced with excitement. “I ran toward that sexy shape-shifting hoe and said, ‘Not today, bitch!’, and I took her down. BAM!” "Yeah, right," Vladimir said as he rolled his eyes. “Sure you did.” "Wendall’s telling the truth," I interjected, capturing their attention. “He did good.”

They flapped their wings quickly and left. "Damit! You're an idiot! The leader just said that and really didn't want us to go back. If you leave now, you will have to bear the consequences later.” Nolan was really out of patience with this Windy friend. Windy is somewhat better than Nolan in terms of speed and strength, but in terms of intelligence and sensitivity, Windy is utterly inferior to Nolan. “What is our mission when we leave the clan?” Nolan asked Windy being scolded was also a bit humiliating, but it is true that until now, he still did not understand Nolan's intentions.

Was she going to hand him to someone else? Suddenly he remembered her words from the Ballroom. 'I want to hand a bastard over to someone.' And then he recalled how he had called himself a bastard. Vladimir winced in embarrassment. The witch had some guts~ Vladimir's allies will laugh if they knew that the strongest Vampire was tricked and threatened by a witch. Fuck! She had bested him. Suddenly Vladimir bumped into the witch which earned him a nasty glare from her. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t realize when she had stopped walking.

Ambar inquired. "My bride." Vladimir whispered while a gust of breath left his lips. "Your what?" Amber asked, surprised by his answer. "I met a weird witch a few days ago. She told me to go to your Queendom. She told me that I will find my bride here, I have searched everywhere but she is not here. Can't find her, it's driving me mad." Vladimir pulled at his midnight black hair in frustration. He looked far away from the self-controlled, sophisticated Vampire.

I tried to reason with everything Kaidon had said and slowly it all made sense. Willow needs me to loose which explains the lifeless rogues that she brought to face me. Also it explains the reason why the champion had died. Willow used him for a sacrifice to gain more power. “We cannot let her grow any more powerful. She has released a wyvern and we cannot say what next she is going to do” Dawson revealed. “I feel like tomorrow’s game is going to be something dangerous” Kaidon suggested. “You know what, I think we should all go to sleep. We already have our plans lined up and in the end nothing will go wrong. We might just be overthinking” I said with a shrug.

“Everyone is going to know.” “Reid!” Alpha Michael’s voice calls out for me. I awkwardly stand and make my way to the dais. Out of all the people who sat there before, only the ranked ones and future ranked ones remain. “Kneel,” Alpha Michael says. I do. “Willow Reid, take your vow.” He commands. “I, Willow Katherine Reid, renounce all pack connections and pledge allegiance to Ghost Pack of Waterloo, Ontario, its Alpha, Michael Philip Temple III, its future Alpha, Holden Simon Temple, and all its ranked wolves,” I say in a shaky voice.

I smirked while playing with my scythe, eyeing him intently. He is Warrick, the King of the Demon Kingdom, who was blessed directly by the Demon God and undefeated for centuries. He had killed and slave humans while taking advantage of their weaknesses. This demon should be punished. Then, King Desmond and Vladimir—the fake King of the witches, joined the giant demon. I smirked as I read King Desmond's and Vladimir's mind. Vladimir said, 'Tsk. This girl is weak.' "Don't underestimate me, Vladimir," I said but didn't look at him and he was dumbfounded.

“Hey, I need more than that!” He spun around and caged me to the wall. “Just trust me, little one.” “No! I need to know, why don’t you tell me?” I was outraged. He constantly avoided the topic. Damon pressed against me and leaned closer to my ear. “He was under my command for a while We fought together in a few wars. Vadas isn’t all that prince charming. He is a monster. Stay away from him. End of talk.” And he strode away, leaving me only more questions. Fuck these males and their tempers.

Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall. Six large men were summoned by the call. Mathis nodded toward Udora. Linking his hands behind his back as though he were hapless man, and not the one commanding whatever horrible fate he was condemning her to. “No. No! Me! I’m the witch!” I shouted as I clawed at his sleeve. Shouting loud enough I could get everyone’s attention. Mathis looked at the Mayor. “Don’t listen to it. It’s that one's witchery.” He nodded toward Udora meaningfully. "I’ll correct her."

Willian scoffed, “Let’s leave the fact that I could forthnim you in second by making few vines breaking out from your body. Today for the first time in the history of both kingdom, let’s fight together against this Alien.” Randall folded the viney-arm then unfold it having getting full control of it, he clenched his fist so tightly the vines that were greyish-green immediately, turned darkened as Randall's white flame consumed it giving off smoke then stripes of whitish-red glows shone around the viney-arm. Willian blinked.